In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 473 Pressure
"Mr. Chang, the company in charge of that Volvo is Guangzhi Equipment Repair Company in Hecheng. The boss is Zeng Guangzhi." The man surnamed Che subconsciously adjusted his glasses.

It's not that I don't want to help Zeng Guangzhi, it's just that I'm powerless to help. It's been too long, so I guess I'll just have to pray for good luck.

"It's been several days and it's still not fixed?" Chang Bin asked coldly, his face stern, as if he had nowhere to vent his anger.

"Two, two or three days, I guess."

"Bang!" Chang Bin slammed his fist on the table. "Call the manager of Project 316 immediately and tell that Guangzhi Company that if they don't get this sorted out today, they won't be cooperating with us next year!"

"Yes, yes." The man surnamed Che quickly nodded in agreement, took the opportunity to turn around and leave, and before leaving, he made sure to quietly close the door, for fear of angering his superior.

"Bullshit! I've been too polite to you guys all the time, and you're all fucking bastards." Old Chang rolled his eyes at the man leaving through the door.

Because everyone had a good relationship before, even though Chang Bin had been promoted, he didn't fall out with his subordinates too much and tried to be humble in everything.

But each act of leniency only led to further exploitation. After the incident at Dawei Fanfan Repair Shop, he had already noticed that several managers in the branch office were quite "out of line."

Chang Bin originally thought that since they were all old men left behind by high-ranking leaders, he shouldn't be too harsh on them. But there's a saying: if you hold back for a moment, you'll get angrier the more you think about it; if you back down, you'll feel like you've lost out!
"Alright, let's take this opportunity to teach them a lesson, so that those who have benefited from this won't come here and cause trouble." Chang Bin suppressed his anger and looked at Yu Dawei, "Did you hear that? Now it's time to see your performance."

"Don't worry, I've got him completely under my thumb." Yu Da had designed a script for himself, which included quite a few scenes. He wanted to make Zeng Guangzhi understand that he was not someone to be trifled with.

The three then finalized some details regarding the Volvo road roller, striving to avoid any foreseeable risks.

After discussing for a while, Lao Chang was the first to leave the room. He was going to a meeting and, while he was at it, to give those few who had shown their true colors a warning.

On the one hand, it was for his own sake, and on the other hand, he didn't want the branch managers to have any more overt contact with Zeng Guangzhi.

At the very least, make them stay away from Guangzhi Equipment Repair Company for a while, so as to buy some time for Yu Dawei's situation.

The scene shifts to a segment on TV show 316.

A light, fluffy white snowflake drifted down from the sky, and the biting northeast wind whipped at the faces of the people present.

Ding Nian looked up at the two mechanics repairing the car, his expression slightly anxious: "How is it? Haven't you found the reason why you can't get the pressure up yet?"

"Well, Mr. Ding, imported cars are quite different from domestic cars, and their structures are very different. It's not so easy to diagnose them." The old man standing on a tire turned his head and smiled obsequiously, but in his heart he was cursing Ding Nian very badly.

That son of a bitch! It's been over two days, and he's been taking things apart and putting them back together, taking them apart and putting them back together again. The hydraulic hoses have been removed and replaced several times, and he's still asking questions!
Can't you tell that they can't fix it at all?

The old man was also heartbroken. Back in Qiqihar, he was a renowned mechanic who had disassembled everything from Iveco trucks and American Dodge right-hand drive vehicles to Russian tanks.

But hydraulic systems have only been around for a few years, especially in China. These old-fashioned people, even though they hold the title of technical consultant in the company, are not much better than the front-line technicians.

But Ding Nian below didn't think so. Since the company was paying you to work, you should be able to play a role at crucial moments.

“Old Xu, I’m tired of hearing this. This car can’t be repaired now, which has already delayed their project. If we can’t fix it properly, we’ll have to pay the Eighth Bureau a penalty at the end of the year.” Ding Nian put his hands in his pockets, his tone growing colder. He had never seen such a shameless old man before.

He's usually a big shot at the company, everyone treats him like a treasure, but when it comes to real fighting, he chickens out.

Ding Nian began to have some doubts about the other party's repair skills, but he remembered that there had been many times before when the construction machinery had problems, and the other party had always diagnosed the cause of the problem and solved it quickly.

Why is it so difficult this time?

“Mr. Ding,” another mechanic standing under the hood of the Volvo peered out from beside the engine and said, “I think the problem is with the hydraulic pump. Why don’t we take it apart and take a look?”

"Definitely not!" The old man standing on the tire opposite him got stubborn and stared at the middle-aged man: "I've said it so many times, I checked the hydraulic pump when I came here, it's normal!"

Over the years, the old man has been constantly learning as technology has advanced. Although he doesn't know as much about hydraulics as the inventors abroad, he is still considered one of the top experts in China. He can tell at a glance whether there is a problem with a hydraulic pump.

"Old Xu, it's not that I mean to contradict you, but the things you mentioned, like the pipes and hydraulic control valves, are perfectly fine. There's no point in disassembling and reassembling them one by one." The middle-aged man shrugged, but inwardly he was cursing even more.

This old geezer, we're all specially hired technical consultants for the company, and it's one thing to act all high and mighty all the time, but today you're clearly wrong about what you're fixing, and you're still stubbornly yelling at me.

"What an idiot! Doesn't he know if President Ding is angry yet? Why don't you just find a random place to talk? Ding Nian watched the two of them start arguing again, his teeth clenched in anger, veins bulging. Just as he was about to say something, a black sedan drove up in the distance, and a man wearing a long black down jacket got out."

"Manager Li, you're always so busy, yet you still come all the time." Ding Nian saw the man and quickly suppressed his anger, putting on a smile. He rushed over to the man, took out two Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and handed them over.

"You can't not come." Manager Li said sternly, but considering the other party's usual "filial piety," he reached out and took a cigarette, putting it to his lips.

"Look, all the other sections of the project are working, but this one is stopped. Do you think I can refuse to come?" After the other person lit his cigarette, Supervisor Li pointed into the distance.

Far away, near the bridge, everyone was working frantically. Various construction machines roared, their exhaust pipes billowing black smoke, which blew the falling snowflakes everywhere.

But this side was unusually quiet, as if the two sides were two separate worlds.

"Manager Li, give me a little more time. I'll get the road roller working right away." Ding Nian pursed his lips, leaned close to Manager Li, and whispered, "How about this? I'll immediately transfer a road roller from somewhere else to work on it. We'll finish the job first, and we can repair this road roller later."

"Take your time to repair it?" Manager Li's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with mockery. "Ding Nian, don't forget that the strategic contract stipulates that during the contract period, any broken construction machinery must be repaired as quickly as possible, or you will be fined."

"I don't know about other places, but in Northeast China, almost every project supervisor and manager has their own copy of the contract template with the Eighth Bureau."

Ding Nian was speechless for a moment. He looked at Manager Li again and his gaze changed. He didn't understand why someone he usually got along with was now bringing up the contract so seriously.

Manager Li realized he had overacted, so he softened his tone and whispered in the other person's ear, "I would have helped you before, but not this time."

"Why?" Ding Nian asked, somewhat puzzled.

Why? Because of all the people you could have offended, you had to offend "Yu Dawei, the brute"!
Is that guy someone you can afford to offend?

Bold, meticulous, and with a touch of madness in his actions, he was not only well-liked by the top leaders of the Eighth Bureau, but he was also a close friend of his boss.

How can you win? What do you have to offer to beat him?

Do you really think that just because it's a small factory, you, Boss Ding, can do whatever you want? You're such a frog in a well.

Although Manager Li was cursing inwardly, he wore a helpless, bitter smile and spoke softly, "I just received a call from the leadership. They already know about this situation and are very angry."

"You must fix the car by today."

"What?!" Ding Nian was utterly shocked, no, it was like a bolt from the blue.

I thought that by going from here to the oil city branch, I could keep it a secret for several days, but I didn't expect the news to reach the branch general manager so quickly.

Ding Nian's face turned even uglier.

The idea of ​​using a "substitution trick" is no longer realistic.

"Okay! Just tell the boss that the road roller will definitely be fixed today." Ding Nian smiled, chatted with Supervisor Li for a few more minutes, and then saw him off again.

Not far away, the two maintenance consultants, who were still diagnosing the problem, secretly exchanged a glance, and both of them saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

I knew Ding Nian would definitely start urging and getting angry again soon.

The middle-aged technical consultant originally wanted to secretly whisper a few words to Mr. Xu and figure out a way to get away with it.

But clearly now is not the time, and given that Old Xu has always upheld this ridiculous morality, it's uncertain whether he can persuade the other party.

As the two had predicted, Ding Nian turned around and could no longer contain his pent-up anger, beginning to criticize their repair skills.

The next day arrived quickly, and Ding Nian and his team still hadn't managed to repair the road roller. Unsurprisingly, this news reached the branch manager, Manager Chang.

(End of this chapter)